Salted Fish Zombie

Chapter 20

Carrying the bride into the wedding hall should be a normal thing, but what if one bride was a 500-600 pound cow, and the other was a sturdy man standing at 188cm tall? Both grooms did dare not approach.

The crow's voice sounded again, urgent and restless, with a sense of oppression. "Please carry the bride into the wedding hall."

The two grooms stood tremblingly.

As the groom on the left took a step closer, the black cow stared at him in his red wedding gown, seemingly greatly stimulated, perhaps thinking of its life before. The cow hooves grinded backwards and suddenly charged forward.

Fresh red blood splattered on the sedan chair and its black fur.

The sharp bull horn pierced the groom's neck.

He was lifted by the cow horn, staring at the bright yellow sun with wide eyes, and the next moment, he was thrown more than ten meters away.

At the same time, as Bai Xiangning took a step closer, the scarred man suddenly erupted.

He pulled out a golden hairpin from his head, pinched the groom's neck, and crazily plunged it into his face.

Blood filled the wedding scene, together with heart-wrenching screams and crazy laughter.

The surrounding ghosts seemed to be accustomed to such things, indifferent and unmoved. Even those few ghosts who were shaking their heads and swaying their bodies started to play eerie music.

The only four real people present were in shock and silent.

Ning Su said, "They have blood."

"What?"

At first, they didn't react, and only after a while did they understand that Ning Su was talking about the groom's blood.

Did normal ghosts have such fresh blood?

If they had blood and flesh, were they still ghost?

But they really didn't have shadows, and Bai Xiangning was indeed dead.

Thinking of having shadows, Zhu Shuangshuang looked to the right and said, "Scarface has no shadow."

The few people fell silent.

In this world, all five of them have shadows, but the scarred man did not.

Although he was here with them, he was already dead and could never leave the game.

Thinking like this, the groom in the distance, whose neck was pierced by a black bull's horn, and whose fresh blood soaked the wedding gown, stood up intact.

The groom paused for a long time and then walked towards the black bull in despair.

The black bull seemed even angrier when it saw him still moving, and charged forward, piercing the groom's neck again and slashing his side.

His head tilted, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

For the third time, the groom stood up, crying as he took off his red wedding gown, realizing that the color was agitating the black bull.

After taking off his gown, he crawled carefully on the ground, finally not agitating the black bull again.

On the other side, the groom who had been stabbed and cut in the face by the scarred man also quickly recovered.

But the scarred man was still very insane. Not only did he randomly stab and insert the groom's face with a gold hairpin, but he also reached out to pull the groom's tongue out forcibly and continued to stab it with the hairpin.